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To-day the Distance is superb, / Without bridle, spur or curb, / Let us mount on the back of wine / For Regions fairy and divine!
Let's, like two angels tortured by / Some dark, delirious phantasy, / Pursue the distant mirage drawn / O'er the blue crystal of the dawn!